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(Allison Moorer/Doyle Primm) |
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You say the time has come for you to go |
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Why you've decided this, |
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I'll never know |
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You say you've lost the love you felt for me |
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Well, baby, you won't find it if you leave |
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Pardon me, if |
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I don't understand |
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How a love like ours can turn out bad |
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You tell me |
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I'll be fine alone |
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Without the love |
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I'm leaning on |
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Well, pardon me, if |
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I don't understand |
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I can't see how you'll be happy far away |
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But what's best for you is not for me to say |
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So I'll try to keep my feelings to myself |
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But forgive me if |
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I don't do too well |
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Pardon me, if |
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I don't understand |
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How a love like ours can turn out bad |
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You tell me |
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I'll be fine alone |
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Without the love |
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I'm leaning on |
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Well, pardon me, if |
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I don't understand |
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You tell me |
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I'll be fine alone |
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Without the love |
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I'm leaning on |
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Well, pardon me, if |
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I don't understand |